[D&D-5e] The Lost Mine of Phandelver and the Tale of Pendle

[Damionovich]

Originally Posted by BlackDragon0

https://www.rpgcrossing.com/profiler/view.php?id=88532
So I've played this guy he died... never lvd he was created for phlandelver so if ok there's my app

Don't feel bad. I spent three days building a backstory on a character.....only to have him killed three minutes into playing. I had no hope, the idiot Dwarf Battlerager rolled a 1 on his attack...then to see how 'severe' the hit was, he rolled a 20.

[BlackDragon0]

Ouch.

Also if acceptable I'll flesh out the basics and short story.

[BlackDragon0]

Originally Posted by Damionovich

Don't feel bad. I spent three days building a backstory on a character.....only to have him killed three minutes into playing. I had no hope, the idiot Dwarf Battlerager rolled a 1 on his attack...then to see how 'severe' the hit was, he rolled a 20.

See worst games/ deaths and similar threads in general discussions. Trust me I actually had worse.

[Alemar]

My browser crashed on my first attempt reposting my app

Application Name: Wren Greenwood Race: Human Female Class: Fighter Background: Soldier [Deserter] Appearance: Wren has shoulder length curly blonde hair that she likes to style with various pins and hair-sticks. She has piercing emerald eyes, that look out upon a cruel world with a coldness of equal measure. Wren has an athletic frame hinting at the hours of training and physical exertions she has undergone in the past few months, though there is a regal bearing about her that seems out of place for the world of military service. Backstory: Born only daughter in a litter of boys, Wren was raised as best as her parents, minor nobles, could afford. She wanted for little, and was educated in propriety (as any lady of Waterdeep should be). Which is why when she fell deeply into infatuation with a mere commoner, her parents were appalled. Sending the boy off to the City's Watch did not help the situation, as Wren disguised herself in servant's clothing an simply volunteered top join them as well. Unfortunately for Wren, she was placed in a separate garrison than her love, and he soon found interest in another. Jaded, and too ashamed to return home, Wren simply abandoned her bunk and fled into the countryside. RP Sample: Wren stood at the entrance of a Roadhouse, she had passed many such buildings on her trip, but she could not ignore her hunger, or her tiredness any longer. The sign proclaimed this one to be "The Stonehill Inn" a rather fitting name, she thought, as she looked about the town with no stones, nor hills to be seen. Nervously, she gathered her heavy cloak about her, as if the cotton fabric could shield her from the inquisitive eyes of the interior's inhabitants and entered the establishment. As she set foot inside, her eyes darted to the four corners of the room, then across the blank faces of the few patrons inside. Looking for any signs of recognition, any indication that they were there to return her to Waterdeep to face her punishment. "Mind the exit Lass... Customers might be needing to use that" The Bartender called to her with a smile and a friendly handwave, beckoning her to a stool in front of him at the bar. Weighing her options, and not wanting to stick out any more than she already had, Wren walked slowly, deliberately to the indicated seat and sat, pleating out her skirts as had been taught to her. "You couldn't be more conspicuous if you'd strode in here naked, girl. A word of advice, act like you're where you're supposed to be... especially when you aren't" The Keeper had whispered, chuckling to himself before placing two tankards in front of her on the countertop. "Beer, or Meade?" He pointed to each in turn "And food only when you've shown a means to pay for it"

[O2CXt3]

Originally Posted by penbeast0

Gee, never seen that before . . . .

Hey! You keep Wallace and/or Rav out of it!

Originally Posted by BlackDragon0

So I've played this guy he died... never lvd he was created for phlandelver so if ok there's my app

@BlackDragon0, Yes, you can reuse the character. His stats are comprable to what I'd expect with rolls.

Originally Posted by BlackDragon0

Also if acceptable I'll flesh out the basics and short story.

Sounds good.

Originally Posted by Alemar

Name: Wren Greenwood

Thanks for the application, @Alemar! It looks good.

I've added a summary table in this post for tracking new character applications.

[lydklein]

O2CXt3- I'm working on my app at the moment and am building a cleric. Are there any particular pantheon of gods you would like me to choose from? Do you want them strictly chosen from the Faerun pantheon? Thanks!

[BlackDragon0]

Originally Posted by O2CXt3

@BlackDragon0, Yes, you can reuse the character. His stats are comprable to what I'd expect with rolls.



Sounds good.

Awesome ty.

[Onward]

App Name: Cason Redwater Race: Human Class: Artificer (Armorer) Background: Spy Appearance:Cason is an average looking man, there isn't really much of note of him. He stands at least 5'6", has a muscular physique fit for a mason like him. He has a beard that matches his thin lips, and that's about everything there's to know about him. He is clearly just an ordinary Mason. Backstory: That's what he wants people to believe, he is in actuality a member of a secret society of blacksmiths, Masons, and woodcutters that secretly controlled the town of Pendle. After its destruction by a goblin raid, the last vestiges of the society reunited and decided to regain control by leading the rest of Pendler's to Neverwinter and trying to manipulate them to put them as the leaders. This society's goals are simple: make a profit in a small town and use their resources to create illegal armaments and smuggled trade. This society has done this through various towns throughout the millennia, Pendle was its latest victim but after the attack, many society members still believe that it is useful to their goals. Though they require revenge, they send in Cason, the society's muscle and lead inventor to take the case. Cason's father was a valued member of the society and so he joined in his footsteps. Ever since he was a boy, he was gifted with the gift of invention and innovation, the society prized him greatly. But throughout over the years, he began to feel more and more detached toward the society and its activities. After the loss of his lover during the raid, it was the last straw. RP Sample: It was dark.... There was nothing, no light since those damn gremlins made their attack and burned the scaffolding... I'm coughing a lot, the fumes are probably kicking into my system now.... Rosa has been unconscious since the mine fell on top of us... Damnit, I told her not to follow me... I shouldn't have followed orders, maybe you wouldn't be put in this situation... Please, if there are any Gods listening, I know I'm not one to talk, I've known what I've done.... But please, don't let her die on me.... ... .. . Nothing came for them, just like the village, no one came for them. They were abandoned. All they could do now was take matters into their own hands.

[penbeast0]

Stabby Stabby Kill Kill Name: Stabby Stabby Kill Kill Gender: Male Race: Goblin Class: Ranger (Gloomstalker) Background: Criminal Ability Scores: Str 11/Dex 12/Con 13/Int 9/Wis 11/Cha 11 (+ racial modifiers) Physical Quirk: Limps from having both his legs broken Personality Quirk: Sees compliments as the precursor to a beating Bond: Hatred and fear of old goblin tribe Appearance: Even for a goblin, Stabby Stabby Kill Kill is scrawny and furtive looking. Better to say clearly suffering from malnutrition and various injuries as he limps badly and holds one arm crooked and pressed against his ribs. Personality: What can I say, he's a goblin. "Goblins occupy an uneasy place in a dangerous world, and they react by lashing out at any creatures they believe they can bully. Cunning in battle and cruel in victory, goblins are fawning and servile in defeat." (http://dnd5e.wikidot.com/) Just because Stabby Stabby Kill Kill is currently a victim doesn't mean he would have been any kinder to his enemies in victory. Why are you in Pendle? Stabby Stabby Kill Kill is the child of a former lieutenant in the goblin tribe that attacked Pendle. The former chief had been against the attack and his father, Stabby, had loyally supported his chief to the death (and the mutilation of the body and the hunting of all the former subchieftan's family and friends). Stabby Stabby Kill Kill hid deep in the lowest recesses of the cave complex where the goblins laired. There, he learned to live in the dark, to sneak and hide and steal (well, I mean, these things were probably not unknown to him already, goblin you know). When the attack on Pendle came, he crept out of the cave complex into the relative light of the night sky lit by the burning town. There he picked up the trail of the survivers of Pendle and slowly, painstakingly, carefully followed them. He didn't really expect mercy but he knew he couldn't survive alone and he had once heard his father say, in a rare sober moment, that the enemy of my enemy may not kill me immediately (goblins aren't natural optimists). So, here he is. Is there a person in the Pendle area that you care about? With his family dead or presumed dead, Stabby Stabby Kill Kill lives for survival. Though, if the opportunity ever arose for a nasty bit of boot to the vulnerable areas of the former subchief now turned chief and his supporters when no one was watching, he wouldn't say no.   Stabby Stabby Kill Kill

[O2CXt3]

Originally Posted by lydklein

O2CXt3- I'm working on my app at the moment and am building a cleric. Are there any particular pantheon of gods you would like me to choose from? Do you want them strictly chosen from the Faerun pantheon? Thanks!

We've been (mostly) using the Faerun pantheon so far, but if there's another deity you'd like to use and have a good story / argument, I'd definitely be open to considering exceptions. For example, Horace's deity is Marthammor Duin who is part of the dwarven pantheon (and Horace is a dwarf, so that makes sense).

Originally Posted by Onward

Name: Cason Redwater

Thanks for the application @Onward! Looks good.

[delpinator]

Name: Willie stonedust
Race:human
Class:ranger
Background: merchant(vinter)
Appearance:
Though strong he has clearly left a life of luxury. The recent attack of his home has left him wide eyed and humbled. He has experience in the woods picking herbs and berries.
background
What is your character's story? How did they end up in the Phandalin area?
RP Sample: Pick an event from your character's backstory and create a short role play sample.

[BlackDragon0]

Name: Kaine Strongblade
Race: half moon elf
Class: Fighter
Background: Outlander
Appearance: Kaine Strongblade being half human was larger than most elves and built like a brick house. He wears black studded leather armor over black clothes. Carries a greatsword and longbow. Has a sad lonely look to him.
Backstory:

unknown to Kaine 51 years ago.... Arielle daughter of the Lord of a moon elf clan. Married a human ranger in secret( a harper). Who had come to help fight a army of orcs and goblins. He died protecting the clan from an attack, 9 months later. Arielle was pregnant by then. Her father was furious. And denounced her. He was going to exile her and the baby but then he'd have no heir. A bargain was struck the boy would be raised and trained by the weapons master.( This because both the Arielle request and the Ranger's death in protecting the clan.) But as punishment for her marriage to the Ranger, he imprisoned her. This imprisonment would last until Arielle denounced her son so he could be exiled. As this clan accepts only pureblood. The Lord cam to ask her to renounce her son daily, she refused. The weapons master came to her yearly to tell her about Kaine's training, and how he was treated. The Lord grew impatient and began to threaten to have Kaine killed on patrol. He even sent another moon elf to assault him. The weapons master told Arielle all he knew and that Kaine was old enough and skilled enough to survive on his own. And told her the lords hate of Kaine will continue to grow, till he has Kaine killed. So on his 30th birth day Arielle denounced Kaine. He was exiled never to return.

Kaine was raised in the home of a weapons master. He was never given a family or clan name. He was only know as Kaine. The weapons master drilled him daily, training him. Never allowed to treat him as a son, or to protect Kaine from the others of the clan.
The children and adults treated him with animosity and hatred , he never understood.
On occasion there'd be one who'd hurt him. But mostly they treated him as though he didn't belong. Kaine once asked about both his parents. He was told his mother died giving birth,( as she was in prison he never met her) and his father wasn't of the clan. No names were mentioned ever. Kaine asked why he was so hated. And was told cause his parents had done a great wrong onto the clan and he was being punished for their miss deeds. Then in a moment of mercy the weapons master told Kaine he had a Destiny to become a great knight, which would redeem him in the clans eyes. So he must train hard and protect all goodly creatures. This was the one and only time Kaine was given kind words from anyone of the clan. But those were all he needed he trained even harder than any one in the clan and grew stronger too. So strong in fact he could use a greatsword better and faster than anyone could 2 short swords, including the weapons master.
Kaine. was also taught eleven magic by a wizard. He wasn't able yet to control it but knew he could. He'd never be as powerful as a wizard but. the Wizard told him he would be a Eldtitch Knight. An Eldtitch Knight was a warrior who had the ability to study and use magic along with his physical skills and training. That it was rare but it would allow him to protect others even against mages, wizards, ect. So the weapons master was right Kaine was going to be a knight.
Kaine trained into his 20s and joined patrols and watch duties. Even stopped a goblin raid. Still the was treated as though he didn't belong. He was attacked during a patrol by a zealot. Kaine beat him and put his sword to the man's throat .He was going to kill him he was so angry. But the rest of the patrol intervened.
Then on his 30th birthday, the Lord had him arrested and brought before him. Said it was proven he wasn't a pure blood moon elf . That this made him a danger and a threat to the clan. That this was proven when he almost killed a member of a patrol.( The fact he was defending him self. was never mentioned.) Because of this he was to be exiled and executed if he returned.

Kaine left with his clothes and a few weapons. He spent 5 years alone in the wilderness. Then he one day saved a group of travelers from a goblin attack. They invited him to neverwinter. Where he became a local sell sword. At first he lived with the people he saved till he had enough for his own place. Which didn't take long guiding caravans. Getting hired to chase goblins off local farms. And other work the military in neverwinter hired him for.

This leads us to present day. Neverwinter hered rumors of troubled near Phandelver. This was a community they traded with and assisted. The Neverwinter watch hired him to go check things out. And either report back or help out depending on what he finds.

RP Sample: Pick an event from your character's backstory and create a short role play sample

rp "Hey Strongblade good to see your back. Those goblins give you trouble ?" Said the smiling captain of the watch. "Since when have a handful of goblins given either of us trouble? Fun that's what killing goblins is. I mean I ain't a untrained farmer with a pitch fork." He responded bantering back. " Well I know you just got back and all but..." said the captain in a way that says he doesn't want to ask. "Spit it out man. You don't have to worry about me. I always come through for you." Said Strongblade to one of his friends. At least that's how he saw this man. Hopefully the captain felt the same . "Well it's just rumors, but we believe that there might be trouble over in Phandelver. We need someone who knows their way around to go check it out. You know see what's worth seeing or not. If it's nothing after a couple days just hire on as a caravan escort back here. And report. Butif there's something and they need you do what you can. Or if worse come back and tell me. So I can get the duke( or whatever the current title is) to send a battalion over." Said the captain. "See it's nothing to fret about. A easy lazy scouting mission. Won't take long. When I get back you owe me dinner. " He jested. As he turns to leave again. Having all his gear already cause he travels prepared for anything . Atleast he likes to think. And with a wave he's off down the road to Phandelver.

[Damionovich]

Name:Penny Bubble-bottom
Race: Halfling
Class: Sorcerer (Wild Magic)
Background; Entertainer (Dance, Instrument, Singer)

Appearance: 3 foot blonde hair with pig tails and green eyes. She has a little chunk in the trunk for a Halfling. She has huge apple shaped dimples dominating her cheeks and giving her that innocent halfling appearance.



Backstory: I've always had a knack for the arcane, well sorta. Try to explain sorta to the General Sabine and the mayor while also explaining that accidentally setting off a fireball with you as the center while many of the families of wealthy merchant lords were in attendance. When the actual leader of Neverwinter is a member of Waterdeep's ruling council and you find yourself trapped in a hostile environment. I mean, who is going to care about a halfling who slaughtered a prominent city's nobility with a slip of the tongue? Does anyone honestly believe mercy would be shown? So, yes I ran and I ran as far as these two little stems could bare, in other words not that far.
Phandalin is actually the logical choice for a Halfling fugitive to run to, while people know it exists nobody is particularly interested in visiting it. Just like us Halflings, the civilized peoples know we exist; they just aren't fond of hanging around us. So, I can continue plying my trade (once i determine that trade) in safety.

RP Sample: Dancing a performance in the Bard's center of Neverwinter, spinning, rolling, flipping, and pulling two strips of velveteen cloth to create fantastic designs. Penny was on a roll, she already had 3 silvers and about 6 copper shillings in her can. The halfling sorcerer decided to add a little pizaaz to her entertainment and cast dancing lights. She rotated her arms in the somatic gestures, controlling the cloth streamers in a trailing manner. She took turns speaking to each child in the audience with each verbal line of the spell. Tiny sparkling pops followed with little lighted globes dancing, mimicking her arms. The audience began to feel the energy being created by the somatic movements, magical energy began to jolt electrical patterns which turned into billows of flame. Penny was in shock, not knowing what she did right, the audience began excitedly fleeing the area "Everything is alright people, we are all safe and I have it under cont.." a massive blast thrusting a billowing flame in all directions. Finally, through a thick smothering smoke a black faced halfling coughing the pollutant reached the edge of the blast. From behind a wooden pickle barrel a voice responded "Glad you had that under control."

[O2CXt3]

Originally Posted by penbeast0

Name: Stabby Stabby Kill Kill

Thanks for the application @penbeast0! Could you also include the character's class and background?

Originally Posted by BlackDragon0

Name: Kaine Strongblade

Thanks for the application @BlackDragon0! It looks good.

And thanks @Damionovich and @delpinator for the WIP applications.

[penbeast0]

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